Asserting His Place

 
A soft moan escaped Addy’s lips, as the nineteen-year-old blonde squirmed in a bit her sleep. Ever since she awakened to her Sex Mage powers, her dreams turned frequently to sensual visions, imagining handsome studs taking her, attempting to use her body for their pleasure, only for her new powers to quickly turn the tables! In her dream, she asserted control, radiating her Arousal Aura upon her lovers until they were swooning in helpless heat, then casting Tease Spells upon their achingly hard cocks, until they were howling for mercy! Then she would take them for her own pleasure, as a Sex Mage should! The dreams were sometimes vague and fleeting, and sometimes they seemed to last for hours. Without even realizing it, she would experience mini-orgasms in her sleep, and wake up feeling flushed with heat!
 
***
 
And in the very next room, her eighteen year old brother had to also deal with his sister’s dreams! Rick came awake as his cock grew so hard, it almost hurt! He whipped his sheets off with a frustrated grunt, and almost gawked at this cock as it sprang up high, eager as a hyper-active puppy for action! Then he gasped as he felt a tight, hot, wet sheath envelop him, giving him one solid down-stroke, before it vanished!
 
He grit his teeth and gripped his sheets, as he thrust his head back down on the pillow. “Addy!” he hissed into the air. “Goddamn it!”
 
As a raw Sex Mage still learning how to reign in her energies, her power often radiated freely in her sleep. Every time her sexy dreams began, her Arousal Aura flared, and she unconsciously started casting spells! Sometimes, these little outbursts were brief. If he just waited a minute, her Aura might cool back down and then—
 
For three full seconds, he suddenly felt a pair of slick hands vigorously stroking him! He flinched and tightened his grip on his sheets as his own sister unknowingly jacked him off! And then the hands vanished, just as the pleasure started to build!
 
“Fuck!” he cursed softly. This was always the worst! Her sleep-cast spells came in these short little bursts, getting him started, then leaving him hanging! Not that he wanted his own sister to jack him off or anything.
 
He waited a few more moments. His bed was against the wall that separated their rooms, and he leaned over, putting his ear to the wall to try and listen. Was she actually asleep, or was she giving herself a little midnight relief again? He thought, for a second, that he could hear her soft, feminine gasp, and then he jumped as he felt the tight sheath, her Phantom Pussy, slide down his cock again. This time, it kept going, riding him in steady strokes, her Arousal Aura heightening his responsiveness so that ten pumps was all it took to bring him halfway to orgasm—and then her Spell vanished again!
 
“Bitch!” he huffed, just loud enough that if she had been awake, she might have heard him. He froze, and anticipated that inevitable psychic Ball Slap Spell that had already become a reflex of hers when he pissed her off.
 
He lay there, diamond-hard cock quivering in the air despite the fear of testicular vengeance, but the Slap didn’t come. Instead, he felt several seconds of a sensual Phantom Tongue sliding up and down the shaft, then twirling around the sensitive head, causing him to squirm and bite back a whimper. Once again, the spell vanished right as he started to feel the orgasm build up!
 
He let out a long, frustrated breath, then rolled himself out of bed and onto his feet. This was going to have to be another night in the basement if he was going to try getting any more sleep! Stepping softly so as not to wake either his sister or his mother, he grabbed a blanket and pillow, and crept out into the hall. With his cock wagging ahead of him, he went down two flights into the partially finished basement.
 
They had discussed moving his room down here a few months ago. It wasn’t nearly enough distance to actually avoid his female relatives’ powers, but Rick thought it might be slightly less awkward for him to not have to sleep right next to his sister once she had her Magic. The fact there was a wall between them meant absolutely nothing to the mysterious power that gave all women total control over men’s cocks and sex drives.
 
Of course, her omni-directional Aura could easily reach him anywhere in the house, but even this little distance took a bit of the pressure off, and not being right next to her made it a lot easier for her random, un-aimed Spells to miss his body. Unfortunately, his mother used the one finished room as her at-home office, and she had decided it wasn’t worth moving everything to another room. Likewise, the rest of the basement wasn’t getting finished any time soon. Ergo, that left Rick to spend yet another night on his mother’s little office couch.
 
He let out a long breath as he settled into the couch. It wasn’t the most comfortable, but he was getting used to it. Now, if he just calmed his thoughts as best he could, and waited it out, Addy’s Aura might dull down enough he could get some more sleep down here.
 
Thirty minutes later, Rick let out another frustrated grunt as he pulled his blanket off and glared at the ceiling. He hadn’t felt any more Spells, but his cock felt harder than ever! And his nuts were starting to ache with that tell-tale blue ball pressure. He’d just cum a couple days ago, so even under her Aura, he shouldn’t feel this pent up! Did she cast a Semen Booster on him by accident?
 
In the dark of the room, he stared towards his throbbing penis and weighed his options. A glance at the clock told him it was three in the morning; Addy was certainly still asleep, and he had to assume his mother was, too. He’d been forbidden from masturbating where and when they could sense him, and he tried his best to honor that agreement, just so he didn’t end up with one of those Anti-Masturbation Spells again.
 
But as the ache in his nuts slowly increased, and the sheer need to touch his cock got harder and harder to resist, he started to sweat. Addy’s powers might be reacting to his hard-on, his runaway erection spurring her Magic to keep going. It wouldn’t be the first time they’d been caught in an Energy loop. If he managed to have a nice, hard orgasm, the sudden loss of tension might weaken the connection, and get her to cool off.
 
He swallowed nervously as he slowly brought his hand between his legs. He flinched as he gripped himself, letting out a breath as his cock immediately flexed under the sheer relief of finally being touched! He started stroking, and was almost embarrassed at how good it felt; his sister’s unconscious teasing and arousal boosting had made him quite sensitive! He stroked faster. He had to do this quick, before he got caught! Already, though, the pleasure was building swiftly! Dully, he realized he didn’t have anything to shoot his load into, and he slowed his stroking for a moment. He clicked on the lamp next to the couch and quickly looked around for the tissue box.
 
***
 
On other side of Rick’s bedroom, Margie blinked awake. She recognized the flush of a particularly strong, and very familiar, rush of Lust Energy. Normally, she was good at blocking out her son’s signals, even in her sleep, but sometimes, a particularly quick surge of sexual signals would fire off from him, and jolt her awareness.
 
Sleepily, she scowled at the far wall that separated her room from her son’s. No doubt Addy was casting Spells in her sleep again, provoking the young man.
 
Except his signal wasn’t coming from the next room over. Instead, she sensed it ringing from below. She tracked the signal instinctively, and saw he’d fled to the basement to escape his sister’s power again. She frowned in thought. Maybe it wouldn’t hurt to clean up another spot in the basement, and set a spare bed down there, at least. She knew her couch wasn’t great to sleep on. Doing other bed-related things, that it was great for. But sleep? A power nap, at best.
 
Except she noticed he wasn’t exactly sleeping. He was playing with himself! In her office! Her frown deepened into a scowl. She supposed she had not explicitly made it a rule that the basement room was a No Touch Zone, but still, she did not want to smell his spunk, much less catch the psychic impressions of his masturbation, when she sat down to work in the morning!
 
She almost sent a Phantom Hand to firmly pull his hand away, a surefire signal that he’d been caught. He wouldn’t dare to keep touching himself then! She’d lecture him about it in the morning.
 
Then, she remembered how he had skipped doing the yard work to play video games with his online friends over the weekend. And how he still hadn’t cleaned up his room despite saying he’d get to it for over a week. And how the last time she’d caught an accidental glimpse of his dirty thoughts when he jacked off, an image of her and her friends in bikinis had flit across his mind! He’d been jerking it to her friend’s Instagram gallery, and hadn’t expected to find his own mother included in some of her latest beach pics. But he hadn’t scrolled past those images too quickly.
 
So Margie let her son keep stroking, and instead cast an Orgasm Block right before he achieved release! With a smug little smirk, she lay back down, and let the happy psychic warmth of her son’s sexual frustration lull her back to a pleasant sleep.
 
***
 
Rick had found the tissues on her desk, and paused his stroking long enough to get up and snatch some, while keeping his hand on himself. He then sat back on the couch and stroked quickly, hoping he hadn’t delayed too long. The pleasure rose quickly, the tell-tale bottle-rocket rush to climax like only an overheated cock could experience! He cupped the tissues over his tip and braced himself for a hard burst—
 
—and in the quarter-second before the first shot could launch, he felt a tiny jolt at the root of his organ! “No!” he grunted as his body clenched in climax—and he didn’t cum! He grit his teeth and squirmed, too caught up in the sensations to stop himself, and frantically stroked, as if sheer grit and determination could bust through the mystical Block on his cock!
 
But of course, it couldn’t. All he experienced was a cruel edging that left his body flushed and his genitals aching and throbbing with reinforced need! After thirty seconds of fruitless stroking, he forced himself to stop. He lay back and caught his breath, sitting on his hands to resist the temptation.
 
“Fuck!” he moaned as his cock felt like a hot weight between his legs, demanding to be touched, demanding relief, unable to understand that it wasn’t coming tonight! He let out a ragged breath. Who had cast that Block? Addy? His mother? One of the neighbors?
 
There was nothing he could do about it now. He went over to the bathroom and splashed some cold water on his face in an effort to cool off, then forced himself to lay back down on the couch. “Fucking pain in the ass cunt,” he muttered as he clicked off the lamp.
 
***
 
Addy gave a soft little yelp as she was suddenly jolted awake by another little orgasm of her own, this one accompanied by a sudden burst of sexual signals that sounded very loud to her raw, sensitive Sex Mage senses. She fumbled in her sheets before sitting up in bed, heart thudding. Without even wishing it, her senses locked onto the source of the erotic outburst.
 
She sensed her brother down in the basement, forcing himself to sit on his hands. Without meaning to, his most immediate sexual memories presented themselves to her. He’d just tried jerking off to relieve his supernaturally coaxed erection, only to be blocked at the last second!
 
Addy huffed and crossed her arms. Served him right! The sudden jolt of male frustration energy now had her nerves rattled. She would rather go right back to sleep, but thanks to her brother’s reckless jerking, she was now just buzzed enough, she wouldn’t be able to! Sure, Lust Energy could refresh a girl, but actual sleep was important, too.
 
She sighed. Another unprovoked glimpse through his most recent thoughts informed her it had likely been her own Magic, casting in her sleep, that had provoked him to go for it. She felt her little surge of irritation sober a bit. She couldn’t help that her powers were still raw, of course, so she didn’t exactly feel sorry, but she did feel a little sorry for him.
 
But only a little. As brothers went, he was hardly the worst, but he’d never been the best, either. Getting on her nerves, verbally teasing her even right up through last year, when he knew he should probably start being nicer to the girl who was about to gain complete mental control of his most delicate parts!
 
She resigned herself to try blocking him out, and do the meditation trick her friend Sally had taught her. When you just couldn’t get any sleep that night from all the manic male buzzing, a woman could at least attempt to silence her thoughts, and let their energy soothe her body and mind into a state of mildly euphoric relaxation. That was almost as good as a full night’s rest.
 
As she settled back into bed, she took a breath, and focused on blocking out her brother’s lewd thoughts, and the mental ringing of his erection, and allowed only the warm Energy to soak through her defenses.
 
But before she could shut him out fully, she suddenly caught a mean thought directed at her! She sat up in bed again, and glared down at the floor. “What did you just call me, you little shit?” she whispered. She dialed her senses back open, and saw a full view of her brother, two stories down, lying on the couch, naked except for his blanket. His cock was still throbbing hard, but he was valiantly trying to ignore it.
 
“Fat fucking chance now,” she said, and concentrated on his already tortured organ.
 
***
 
Rick had exactly five seconds of peace before a savage spike of tension shot through his cock. He let out a yelp and jumped clear off the couch as his cock went from achingly hard to agonizing priapism! He scrambled and clutched at his cock as he whimpered, then yelped loud enough to be heard all the way up in the bedrooms, as he felt two flat plates of psychic force clamp down hard on his balls!
 
She’d heard him! She’d woken up at some point and heard him!
 
“I’m sorry!” he squeaked, rolling on the floor. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry! Please!”
 
***
 
Margie’s eyes snapped open as she sensed the vicious payback. She’d almost been asleep, too! She turned in her bed, looking towards the wall, and ostensibly towards her daughter. She debated for a second if she should interfere. It was important that the sibling hierarchy be firmly established now that her daughter had her powers, but it was also easy for a raw Sex Mage to get carried away in her passions.
 
After several tense seconds, however, she sensed her son’s pain lessen. She frowned in thought for a moment, then decided to stay in bed, and see how this played out until she slipped back into sleep again.
 
***
 
Addy “hmphed” towards the floor, letting her bratty brother writhe for a full ten seconds in genital pain, then slacked off her power. She sensed his cock shrink to a slightly more reasonable level of tension, and the pain fade from his balls. The humbled boy lay trembling on the floor, sweating and dreading the next Spell she might cast.
 
She supposed the lesson had been learned. She lay back down, and realized she felt a little tired again. Direct pain infliction tended to give very little Lust Energy from boys, unless they were into that sort of thing, and it had wilted some of his existing tension. Thus, casting those spells had drained a bit of the extra Energy without recharging it, settling her frazzled nerves. Funnily enough, it had still felt good to cast the spells.
 
Having wrung it out of her system, she went back to sleep. If he had something to say about it in the morning, she’d deal with it then.
 
***
 
A few hours later, a tired, frustrated Rick confronted his mother in the dining room. He shoved his seat back and dropped into it like a grumpy child. “This is ridiculous!”
 
Margie sipped her coffee calmly as her son glared at her. “You know how it is with a freshly awakened Sex Mage. It’s still going to take some time for her to—”
 
“Time, hell!” he cut in, red-faced. “She was torturing me on purpose!”
 
“Well, maybe don’t call me a cunt, right when I was about to let you off the hook for masturbating hard enough to wake me up!” said Addy as she stalked into the room.
 
Rick flushed and cringed back from her slightly. Their mother raised a curious eyebrow at him, but said nothing. Despite himself, he felt the blood start to pulse in his cock.
 
“W-well, you keep waking me up in the middle of the night!” he said, shifting in his seat. “You keep casting your Aura and your Spells in your sleep!”
 
“Well, maybe I wouldn’t if your stupid hard-on wasn’t constantly beaming your dirty thoughts at me every night!”
 
“I only have a hard-on because your Magic forces me hard!” Even as he said it, he winced as his dick started to strain in his pants. Despite his best mental effort to control himself, his traitorous organ stubbornly rose in full sensing-view of his female relatives. He squirmed in his seat and gripped the sides of his chair tightly. “You’re doing it right now! Stop it!”
 
His sister sighed with exasperation. “I’m not casting anything! I’ve even got my Aura tamped down! That’s you perving over me!”
 
“Is not!” he said.
 
She narrowed her eyes at him. “Oh yeah? This is what it would feel like if it was my Aura!” And with that, she relaxed her control over her own power, and Sex Magical commands flowed from her body.
 
Her stubborn brother’s erection went from uncomfortably trapped in his shorts, to almost painfully hard! He gasped and doubled over, clutching at himself as his cock tried to rip clean through his shorts! “Ah! Okay! Okay! Stop!”
 
Addy let him squirm for another few seconds. Rick looked pleadingly at his mother. “Mom! Make her stop!”
 
Margie just gave her daughter a glance. The young Sex Mage didn’t return the look, but after only another second, she reigned her energies back in. Rick sagged in his seat as the pressure eased, but his cock stubbornly stayed stiff. Margie took another sip of her coffee, giving no indication whatsoever that she was the one who had subtly coaxed her son’s cock to rise as her daughter entered the room. He’d already been on the verge of it anyway; she’d simply tilted his body’s natural response just enough to make the blood flow a bit more easily. With another thought, she set that level of pressure to linger, so he’d stay a “normal” level of stiff for the next few hours.
 
“You believe me now?” said Addy.
 
“I’m still hard!” he huffed, grabbing the sides of his chair again.
 
“Well, that’s a you problem, whether you want to believe it or not!” she practically stomped out of the room and into the kitchen, and Rick could swear his cock pulsed in time to her steps.
 
He turned to his mother, speaking in a low voice. “I’m telling you, she’s doing it all on purpose!”
 
Margie made a little sigh, finally speaking up. “Rick, when I first got my powers, I was keeping your father awake all night long for the first few weeks. It’s unfortunate for you, but not every woman is a natural at these gifts. A month or three is about normal for the average woman, and it’s barely been three weeks. You’re going to have to bear with it for a little while longer.”
 
He scowled. Looking down at the tent in his shorts and shifting again, he said, “Can I, um, jerk off real quick?”
 
Margie gave him a thin frown. “You know the rule about that.”
 
“Come on, my nuts are killing me! Please! I, um, yeah, I touched myself last night, but someone Blocked me!” He glanced to the kitchen. “I know it was Addy! Even if it was in her sleep. So can you, um, remove it?”
 
Margie gave the kitchen door a thoughtful frown. “Hmm… Sleep-cast spells usually aren’t that strong or long-lasting. You’ll have to wait until you’re alone like usual, then you can try again.”
 
“So you’re not going to remove it?” he said. “Or are you saying it’s gone?”
 
Without giving any outward sign of it, she gently reinforced the Block. “I’ll let you find out.”
 
“Mom!”
 
Her look became stern again. “You just admitted to trying to jerk off while we were both home. And in my office, no less! You know better.”
 
He grit his teeth and gestured to the kitchen door again. “She was driving me nuts!”
 
“And this is where you and her need to work out a system between yourselves.” Margie shook her head. “You’re both old enough I’m not going to supervise your relationship anymore. So, if you want some relief, go ask her.”
 
Rick swallowed hard as he looked towards the kitchen, then back at his mother. She nodded towards the door. Rick hesitated long enough that by the time he started to slide his seat back to get up, Addy was coming back into the dining room with a plate of breakfast, eggs and avocados on toast. She sat down across from him, looking a bit more chilled out. He swallowed again as he debated whether it was worth it to ask her.
 
She noticed him staring and blanched. “What? Got something else to say?”
 
He glanced to their mother, but Margie decided it would be best to let the two hash it out without her there. She was already scooting her chair back and picking up her mug, going back to the kitchen for a refill before heading down to her office.
 
Rick looked to Margie, took a long breath, and said, “I’m sorry I called you a cunt last night.”
 
She made a little hmph. “You’re just sorry I smashed your nuts.”
 
His jaw clenched, but he forced himself not to give into the urge to yell at her again. “I was very frustrated.”
 
She gazed at him studiously as she munched on her toast. Her eyes flicked downwards, staring at his stubborn erection as her senses let her “see” it right through the table. “I can see that. And?”
 
“And, I’m sorry I called you a cunt and woke you up with my, uh, touching, but, would it be okay if I jerked off real quick?”
 
“You ask Mom?”
 
“She said to ask you!”
 
She pretended to think it over. “Nah.”
 
He let out a scoff. “Come on!”
 
“No, you come on! Look, I’m sorry, I guess, that my Magic is hard on you, but it’s hard on me, too! You’re not the one having to work to shut out the barrage of dick signals every day, and keep a mental closed fist all day long so as to not accidentally fire spells off with every flick of your finger!” She demonstrated with a quick flick of the wrist and Rick jumped as he felt something like a static spark zap the tip of his dick.
 
“Damn it! I’m trying to make nice here!”
 
“Yeah, only so you can convince me to let you blow your load! Not that you can right now anyway, you’ve got a pretty solid O-Block on you.” She smirked. “Or were you hoping I’d remove it?”
 
“It’s yours isn’t it?” His voice was halfway a whine.
 
“I’m pretty sure I couldn’t cast one that strong in my sleep, and no, I didn’t put one on you on purpose. Your edging is what woke me up!”
 
“Okay, well, can you please remove it? Please?”
 
“Nah.”
 
“Addy!”
 
She gave him a simmering glare, and let her Aura partially leak out. Her brother let out another small gasp as his already-stiff cock surged in his pants again! Not as strong as before, but enough to make her message clear. “Do you want me to leave you with a dozen Tease Spells today, on purpose? And leave them on you until I get back from work?” Her helpless brother shook his head emphatically. “Then just cool your jets and deal with your stupid blue balls for a little while.”
 
His eyes went wide. “Wh-what do you mean a little while?”
 
“Couple of days, at least.”
 
“Look, if my frustration is what’s causing your Magic to react at night, then you’re going to be boiling over if I don’t get off regularly!”
 
“Hmm… two or three nights of happy dreams and pleasure while my bratty little foul mouthed brother learns a valuable lesson in not pissing off a woman with total control of his dick. Gee, that sounds terrible.” She finished her last bite and got up from her seat. She gestured at her plate. “Clean up for me, and I might knock a day off.”
 
Rick crossed his arms. “I’m not your servant!”
 
She shrugged. “Alright. Guess we’ll see how you feel in a week.”
 
He jumped, his bluster immediately breaking again. “A week?! You said two or three days!”
 
She put a finger to her chin, and gave him a mock expression of confusion. “I did? Gee, I’m pretty certain I said ten or twelve.”
 
“ADDY!”
 
She pointed at him, and he yelped and grabbed himself again, as he felt the twin plates of psychic force press against his testicles. Only just enough for a firm, slightly uncomfortable pressure, but the memory of last night’s hard smash left him trembling in his seat!
 
“Don’t yell at me,” she said with cold calm.
 
He looked up at her with meek resignation, and nodded. “S-s-sorry!”
 
She leaned forward, and the psychic vice pressed a little bit firmer. “Get this through your thick skull. I have complete control over you now. You have been so lucky with how easy Mom takes it on you, and how much I’ve tolerated your attitude and your stupid cock the past few weeks. Do not tempt me to show you how my friends treat their brothers.”
 
He nodded again. She held the stare until he broke and looked away, then slowly stood tall. She slowly eased the grip of her psychic vice off his nuts. “Jerk it if you like,” she said. “But that Block stays on until the weekend, bare-minimum.”
 
“Okay,” he said softly.
 
Satisfied enough with that, she walked back out to change and head to work, leaving Rick to catch his breath and fail to get his erection under control. Figuring Addy had probably slipped a Permanent Erection Spell on him just to screw with him further, he reluctantly got up to clean her dishes.
 
***
 
Down in her office, Margie watched the whole exchange with her powers, using Rick’s persistent erection to open up the strange clairvoyance Sex Magic allowed, giving her a full visual/audio feed of her children’s conversation.
 
It might be a rough start, but it seemed the two bickering siblings were finding their place in the updated family paradigm. And just to help things along, she used a sliver of her power to double Rick’s semen production, making sure he would be that much more frustrated, and more compliant to his big sister’s wishes, when his Block time was up for renegotiation.